Kings and a prince

ch 9

Warmth, it was something Rin had been lacking for months now, not just warmth, but specific warmth, the warmth of another body close to his. Purring Rin nuzzled against the heat source, eating gup each and every inch of the heat, he wanted to drown in it, to dive so deep he won't be able to breathe, to get lost in the warmth.

"Rin?"

The voice echoed through the darkness Rin was resting in. Disrupting his sleep, and dragging him from the rem sleep he so loved; Rin was less than happy to be awoken.

"What?!" He hissed to whoever was calling him.

"You are squeezing too tight," Amaimon snapped back.

Rin awoke at the words, his mind lagged behind as he forced his eyes open. Instantly he regretted waking up as his eyes were burned by the pure sunlight radiating from the curtains.

"Why are the blinds open?!" Rin whined shielding his eyes.

The quick drawback got Amaimon to snarl at the younger being.

"I didn't tell you to stop," Amaimon growled, tackling down onto the bed.

"What the hell is happening Amaimon?!" Rin snarled in response, surprising the demon king. It took a while for Rin's mind to stop spinning as he laid on the bed, while AMiamon sat in shock at the bitter reaction from his mate.

"Do you not remember what happened last night?" Amaimon whimpered as he got off Rin.

"Not really, What happened?"

"Astaroth attacked me and you defended me, and you left a mark on me,"

"Wait I hurt you?" Rin asked springing up from the bed, only causing him to fall back in pain as he deprived his brain of the necessary oxygen.

"No, Rin you marked me,"

"Wait like, demon married?"

"Yeah, although it is not a permanent mark, if anything you gave me the equivalent of an engagement ring,"

"Did you mark me?"

"In your sleep, it's only fair since you marked me," Amaimon replied quietly, seemingly getting nervous

"I guess," Rin replied. "But what are we going to tell everyone?!"

"I don't know," Amaimon hissed. "I didn't even expect this,"

The demon king seemed stunned as the words left his lips. Why did he just say that? Outloud nonetheless. This wasn't right, Amaimon was convinced something had to be wrong with himself, why would he say such a naive thing out loud?

"Well, what has Mephisto said about it?" Rin asked.

"He hasn't, I don't think he even knows about the marks yet," Amaimon replied.

"We should talk with him about it, then find out where to go from here, I have a strange feeling he planed this," Rin added.

"Trust me it's not that strange," Amaimon scoffed. "Mephisto isn't known for being trustworthy,"

"Wow, not even demons trust him, that must be a sad life," Rin scoffed.

"Well it's his own fault, we may be his puppets but he has only fooled himself, no one sees him as anything other than a lair,"

"Still, having no one to trust. No one to go to when you are sad or feeling lonely," Rin muttered softly.

"He isn't alone, he has his butler and servants," Amaimon added.

"But do they comfort him? Can he talk with them like a friend?"

"No, he doesn't even need comforting. Why are you so worried about it?" Amaimon growled, getting irritated at the attention Rin was paying to Mephisto. "Especially when I am right here,"